Montreat Anderson College - Agape / Sundial Yearbook (Montreat, NC)

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Page Twenty F H E SUN DIAL Moxtreat College MONTREAT STORE Operated for the Public Good No Private Interest DESERVES YOUR PATRONAGE You Are Always Welcome at BLACK MOUNTAIN DRUG COMPANY Clifford Porter. Manager “State Street at Broadway CAMP MONTREAT FOR GIRLS The Ideal Vacation Camp With the Additional Advantages of Montreat Director, MRS. S. II. McBRIDE Montreat, N. C. For Electrical Refrigeration Sec the G. E. at BLACK MOUNTAIN HARDWARE SUPPLY CO. Phone 34 Black Mountain, N. C. ASSEMBLY INN Montreat, N. C. HOME OF THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH Open the Year Round Rates Reasonable WITH APPRECIATION OF THE BUSINESS GIVEN US BY MONTREAT COLLEGE Hollingsworth’s Candy for Graduation JUMPER’S PHARMACY BLACK MOUNTAIN LAUNDRY PHONE 100 “For Bundles Of Satisfaction ' HAPPY MOTORING You Are Our Friends. We Are Ready to Help You at Any Time, in This or Any Other Community. STANDARD OIL COMPANY R. L. Woodard, Agent NEW-WAY CLEANERS “Wear Clean Clothes Phone 38 Black Mountain, N. C. Compliments of COLLINS BAKING COMPANY Asheville, N. C. Independent Groceries R. C. MUM POWER Black Mountain, N. C.

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Ion treat College THE SUN D I A I Page Nineteen that Even though .she can’t carry a tune, she will be glad to sing- -ling-a-ling while Isa Clay is doing the Highland Fling-al ng-a-ling. that She could say a lot of cute things, but you'd only laugh at .icm. that School is almost over. that It is the custom each year for Madame X to disclose her ‘lentity in the last issue of the Sun Dial. In case you don’t lrcady know, Ruth Collette has been perpetrating all these utrages on personalities and characters. COLLEGIATE SPICE Fee Fie Fo Fum I smell the blood of an Englishman And am I hungry? Simple Simon met a pieman Going to a fair Said Simple Simon to the pieman Hello. Three little kittens Ixist their mittens And they began to cry, Oh, heck! Now we’ll get a beating!” Marion Bass: I suppose lots of things I say make you feel ike beating my brains out. Henry: “No, everything you say makes me realize there ren’t any to beat out. Eleanor Miller: “Hey, Adelaide! You take English, what o you think of O’Henry?” Adelaide B.: O. K. But the nuts tick to my teeth. Lotticc Duffey: I wish I could be like the river. Opal D.: Like the river? In what way,” Ixittice: Stay in bed and yet follow my course. Sara Jones: Are you secretly married to him? Gerry Key: No, he knows about it.” Miss Smith: “Vivian, arc you the teacher of this class? V. Shaw: “No ma’am!” Miss Smith: “Well, don’t talk like an idiot then. ORCHESTRA VISITS MONTREAT The Davidson College Symphonic Band, conducted by James Christian Pfohl, gave a concert in the Administration Building 'in March 28. The program was as follows: Jhoralc— Wake, Awake! for Night Is Flying”...........Bach Overture—“Ariane” ..................................Louis Boyer Erio—“Three Kings ....................... Walter Smith ntroduction to Act III “Lohengrin”.................Wagner Memories of Stephen Foster.............Clifford P. Lillya vValtz— The Beautiful Blue Danube”.....Johanne Strass, Jr. Overture to “Semiramide”......................... Rossini College Tics— J, Davidson. After the program a reception was given for the band by ,-he Montrcat Choir and members of the Senior College Class. JUNIOR FROLICS OF 1936 On March 7, the Junior High School Class, under the di- rection of their sponsor. Miss Elizabeth L. Porter, presented a group of selections entitled the Junior Frolics of 1936. in which the entire class took part. Three plays were given— A Bachelor’s Reverie, The Lamp Went Out. and “A Midnight Fantasy.” There were also songs, jokes and dances. Refreshments were sold during the evening. STANDARD “ESSO” STATION State Street and Montreat Road BLACK MOUNTAIN, N. C. BLUE RIDGE GROCERY CO. WHOLESALE GROCERS ASHEVILLE. NORTH CAROLINA EBBS BROS. Sc CO. INCORPORATED Wholesale Coffee Grocers Roasters THE PHOTOGRAPHS IN THIS ISSUE OF THE SUN DIAL H ERE MADE BY GRAGG STUDIO Black Mountain, N. C. THANKS TO MONTREAT COLLEGE BANK OF BLACK MOUNTAIN Black Mountain, N. C. IVe Invite Your Account Deposits Insured by Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation - $5,000.00 Maximum for Each Depositor.

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'Tke SUN DIAL Published by the students of Montreat College OU in MONTREAT, N. C , MARCH. 1936 N I XJBER 2 Mount Mitchell, highest peak east of the Rockies, near Montreal RESOLVED; CRIME DOES NOT PAY On a bright sunny morning about 1896. a small boy was rudging slowly along a «lusty street in Ashboro. Pennsylvania, vhich was situated on the bank of the largest river in the state, he Susquehanna. In his appearance he looked no different rom any other small boy of that time, with his bare feet, over- ills with one trouser leg rolled up to his knee, small snaw hat )n the back of his head, and a sore toe which was magnificently icd up. »His errand that morning was to go to the store for his nothcr, Mrs. Wheeler, ami with a heavy heart he entered the louse. His mother was busy cooking, but when she heard him. I lie called out. Tom. come here. When lie entered the kit- I •hen. she stopped kneading the dough and stared, 'rom, what I lave you been doing? Just look at your pants. They were I dean this morning. Tom stood wiggling his sore toe and twisting his hat. Fi- I tally he answered. Well, you see, mom. I was walking home. I ind I happened to meet Joe Miller ami— “That’s enough! Stop right there! How many times do I lltave to tell you not to play with that awful boy? lie’s the l yorst bov in town. Why don’t you associate with some nice boys like Ambrose Smith? I’m sure he would never be seen with such boys as Joe Miller. But, mom. he’s such a sissy. All the boys hate him. I don’t want to go with an ol’ sissy. Well, don’t ever let me catch you playing with that hor- rible boy again. Now, run along ami play. Tom went out into the street. Before long Joe Miller came by ami catching sight of Tom, came over. He seemed excited about something and lost no time in telling Tom about it. “Want to go over to old man Whiting’s place and get some watermelons tonight ?’’ “Sure, I’ll come. Who's going? “Oh, just the fellers. Whose boat are you going to use? Tom asked. “I guess we can find one that’s not locked down by the river.” At this moment Tom’s mother appeared on the back porch. Seeing her. Joe beat a hasty retreat, with a muttered “We’ll call for you about ten o’clock tonight. Don’t forget the call. I won’t. It’s the owl call three times, isn’t it?” Joe. who was nearly around the corner, nodded his head in reply. (Continued on Page Four)